I'm living in a hole and I want to go deeper I never find gold but other things much sweeter Sweeter than the frosting on the cake Sweeter than beespit for christ sake I found the death certificate for my father And I tunneled to the center of the Earth I folded it and shoved it in my back pocket I keep digging So many people in the world who love me Toss down the rope ladder to climb and I keep digging I want out of reach And yell at them for blocking the sunlight a reflection In the dark it wasn't angry I wasn't falling As long as it keeps reflecting